Ladies and gentlemen, listen to me
Here is a song from a rooster
A very gray one, a very old one
He couldn't walk, he couldn't chew
All the chickens were crying, complained
That he no longer pleased them
Look at that old fool
We're going to complain to the boss
Give us a cock with tact
The one we have is we were tired
He is lazy and very unwilling
Impotent and indifferent
Give us a new rooster, say
That means nothing is done anyway
We are sad, tok tok tok
Things aren't going well in our coop
The old rooster wasn't having any fun
Went straight to the poulterer
And no chicken was laying
Was sad when he was gone
Seven days and eight nights
They had to wait even longer
But no chicken bothered themselves
A new rooster was promised
Finally the big day came
Man, you didn't know what you saw
What a beautiful cockerel
Look at that comb
What a beak, look at those feathers
It almost makes me sweat
Our rooster didn't wait too long
For he was already getting started
But, one of the most beautiful chicken girls
Standed alone and sadly aside
What she had waited for so long
And had thought about for eight nights
Wouldn't she experience it anyway
He arrived, she stood there trembling
He stood still and fearlessly
he pulled a feather from the maiden's tail
The hen found it very exciting
But that act was not yet binding
It was as if he did not like her
After four weeks without love
the hen could no longer bear it
Every day he pulled out a feather from her
It really wasn't healthy anymore
Because she got a cold... tail
The maiden shed her tears
And she said: ah, dear cock
Why won't you love me?
I'm just dying inside
Ah, my dearest, said the rooster
Don't strike the pennant right away
I want you, said the rooster
But without any clothes on